Chorus
Then the sagacious army-seer, aware
How diverse-minded the Atridan kings,
In the hare-renders sees the martial pair,
And thus, the augury expounding, sings;—
“Priam's stronghold in time this martial raid
Captures, but first the city's store,
Tho people's wealth, shall fate destroy :
Now from no god may jealous ire
O'ercloud the mighty curb forged against Troy,
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Marshalled for battle; for the holy Maid
Is angered at the house, since of her sire
The winged hounds the wretched trembler tare,
Mother and young unborn, her special care;
Therefore doth she the eagles' meal abhor.
Chant tho dirge, uplift tho wail!
But may the right prevail!
Agamemnon. Aeschylus. Anna Swanwick (Translator). London. 1886.
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